Mentally Blind to the Good

Do you ever feel like laying down? 

And you stare at the ceiling and feel it all caving in. 

Do you ever feel buried alive? 

And you shout and shout but lifes fading fast. 

My life has been all for nought. 

I havent made a difference, 

I'm just sitting here crying out. 

My eyes are no longer dry.

My heart breaks apart

With the pain of life.

Hope flies away,

when I turn to it.

I cling to what I know,

as it flies away.